I wish I knew what this pile of stuff meant. I really do. I mean, I like apples too!
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3 comments:
It looks like our Sesame Street book (the "P" book, if you must know) about Zoe's purple pants (from Paris, France!) and all the stuff she keeps in the pockets.
That wacky Zoe.
another theory: this is Schuyler's pile. After all, he has already confessed his affection for Mary Poppins (exhibit A: the umbrella), and this floor looks remarkably like the one in the Brickhouse.
Hm, an intriguing theory to be sure. However, I am afraid that it's not true. My pile of crap would look nothing like this one. Although.....Yep, it's a good idea. I will make a pile of random crap in this style, take a picture and post it. Because, why not?
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